Super Seminary begins with the immortal body

Chapter 126 Pressure
"God, experienced a two-game losing streak that has never been imagined."

"At this moment, the third round of Ragnarok's final struggle between the gods and humans is ushered in."

Heimdall's voice was undoubtedly heavier than his footsteps, and the facts he said made the hearts of the gods even heavier.

Yes, no matter how powerful the next adult is.

In Ragnarok, it is an indisputable fact that the gods failed twice at the hands of humans.

These two failures, regardless of the reasons, can be regarded as a slap in the face of the gods.

Isn't it shameful that lowly human beings, once created by the gods, killed the gods?
If it is said that most of the reasons for the silence of the gods before are the fear of Poseidon who is about to enter the field.

The reason, then, for the silence of the gods, as Heimdall narrates, becomes shame.

"Great gods! You are powerful, stalwart, and the most perfect gods from the beginning! How can you be defeated! You should not be defeated!"

Suddenly, Heimdall's tone changed from heavy to passionate.

"Now, which adult please come on stage!"

Following Heimdall's passionate voice, the heavy door slowly opened.

Before people can still understand the gods who are about to appear, the first thing that catches their eyes is the monstrous flood pouring into the door.

At this moment, the flood pouring into the door was divided, and even the sound of the waves was temporarily suppressed.

An unhurried, extremely rhythmic footsteps sounded every minute.

As if stepping on the hearts of every audience present, all audiences set their eyes on the road that was divided by the flood.

Leaving aside the gods, all human audiences now want to know what kind of gods possess such mighty power to separate the floods.

There are also people who already have guesses in their hearts and want to determine the final answer.

"He! He is the master who rules the sea! The tyrant of the sea!"

"Even the gods are afraid of offending him, the most terrifying god!"

"As the second son of the three strongest brothers in the heavens, the god of the ocean, the god of the sea, Poseidon!"

The moment the voice fell, the long-suppressed audience of gods finally couldn't help the excitement and throbbing in their hearts, and cheered.

Poseidon, that lord, is an invincible existence in the hearts of all gods.

At this moment, all the gods believed that Poseidon could bring victory to the gods and knock down the arrogant human beings.

Excited emotions, overflowing with words, cheering, screaming, are the best ways to vent nowadays.

The excitement in their hearts suppressed the space for Poseidon, and they frantically vented the depression accumulated in their hearts for the past two days.

Poseidon, dressed in sea-blue Poseidon costume and with brilliant golden hair, slowly waited for the arena in the center of the arena.

His eyelids were lowered, he didn't look at the gods, he didn't respond to their cheers, and he didn't change his expression at all, as if the cheers of the gods had nothing to do with him.

But the gods didn't notice this, and their venting cheers continued.

Poseidon's expression did not change at all, but his expression changed, which was a touch of disgust from the heart.

"Heh, a bunch of trash."

Poseidon, who upholds the three principles of gods not gathering together, gods not plotting, and gods not relying on others, feels that the gods in the audience are just like his former brother, not worthy of being called gods, but only for garbage.

They flock, they plot, they depend on others, they're not perfect, imperfect gods, garbage.

Poseidon's voice was not loud, even if the Valahala Arena could bless the players' voices, they were still drowned in the cheers.

Poseidon looked up at the cheering gods, and all the gods felt a palpitation when they saw the indifferent and disgusted eyes.

The cheers and screams stopped at this moment.

At this moment, they finally recalled who the man in the field was.

He is the god of gods, the sea god Poseidon!

Cannot make eye contact with Poseidon.

A warning appeared in the minds of all the gods, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to touch Poseidon's eyes.

Seeing the reality of the noisy voice, Poseidon recovered his indifferent expression.

Heimdall, who was beside Poseidon, carefully observed Poseidon's expression from the corner of his eye. After seeing that there was no anger on Poseidon's face, he resumed his movements.

Heimdall helped his trembling legs. Only he knew how much pressure it was to be beside the sea tyrant Poseidon.

Heimdall continued to speak after finally stopping the trembling of his legs.

"Next, the player we are familiar with will appear on the stage, and he will win against the strongest human god in Tianzhu, the godslayer Su Ze."

The cheers sounded again, but this time it was not a god, but a human being.

"Su Ze!"

"Su Ze!"

"Su..."

But just after the cheers and shouts lasted for a moment, the human audience was included by a gaze.

At this moment, all human beings seemed to have seen the mystery of the sea, their faces were pale, their heads were sweating profusely, and their bodies were trembling.

Even some people with deep-sea phobia rolled their eyes and fainted when they were caught in the gaze.

Like the god audience, the voices of the human audience also disappeared in an instant, and the cheers that originally belonged to Su Ze died without a problem.

Swallowing, Heimdall shouted in a trembling voice.

"Then, let's invite the human fighter, Godslayer Su Ze, to come on stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, in order not to face the horror of the god of gods, the sea god Poseidon, Heimdall left the stage in an instant. He didn't even intend to pick up his doomsday horn when he dropped it.

The heavy door opened slowly, but, unlike Poseidon's appearance, after the door opened, the flood did not pour into the door crazily.

In the middle of the door, a ladder built by water flow appeared in front of everyone.

A slender figure walked up the stairs with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the voice of the wave was also suppressed.

It's just that the sound of "slapping" treading water wants to penetrate the ears of every spectator in the entire Valhalla Arena.

As if sensing something, Poseidon raised his drooping eyelids, and looked at the slender figure who stepped on the water.

Facing Poseidon's eyes, Su Ze smiled even more, without any trace of fear.

Water does not have to be deep.

The dragon does not need water, but the water needs the dragon, the dragon does not care about the water, but there is no doubt that the dragon is the king of water.

When looking at Poseidon, Su Ze felt the mystery and depth of the ocean.

But for Su Ze, this didn't have any effect, and it even felt a little refreshing, like a breeze blowing on his face.

(End of this chapter)